Or my cane, just because I'm old and crippled don't mean I'm defenseless. WhackWhack --- ow.

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Now you're talking! My cane is hollow, but strong. I melted a cup of lead pellets and drilled a hole about 2" from the bottom of my cane and poured in the melted lead. A little heavy, but comfortable to walk with.

It's a kneecap buster, for sure. I'll probably never have the need to use it. But it's nice to have that option.

Let me just add... At 72, I'm slower, out of shape, and not as cocky as I was when I was younger. I didn't play we'll with others, nor did I trust anyone. But I'm a wiser man now, and find that making a friend is so much better then making an enemy.

I truly believe what I say, but I still walk softly and carry a big stick. Just in case.

thatsb ok the language has been round a few thousand years but we've all be wrong till now eh ?

hahahahaha love it

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That's the new traditional definition but if you dig a little you will find it is Latin for Arts of Mars. That included everything form javelin throwing to sword fighting to boxing.. If the art was used in combat it was a martial art. Old Mars just liked to fight by whatever method so if you worshiped Mars and practiced hurting other people by some method and got good at it you were by definition a martial artist.

Sorry bout that but us old Etymologists just have to dip our oar in the water once in awhile just to stay in practice. Maybe it's why I spent a lot of time alone at parties, or my long green Mexican cigars.